5k and Chattin'

5k and Chattin' Lyrics

[Intro: J-Franks & 6xPlatinum, JCalvin]
So we see that yall are gettin' mad
And that's sad and all...
But we stay 5k and chattin'
(Stay chattin')
And you guys...yall gay and fappin'
(Don't be mad 'bout this either)
Aight lets take it to em' fam
(Dog)
J-Franks ready to steam roll

[Verse 3: 6x]
MD jacked off the ripper
Made a thread about it and called his shit the Jester
Do you really think that anyone cares?Scumbag's galore and your accounts come in pairs
I found who I was lookin' for
Shot 'em, brought him back to my pad, tossed him down my well
Maxed out the voltage, shocked him in his ass 'til he cried for help
Shoulda heard him cryin', like a pre-teen bitch with an itch for dick
These clowns ain't laughin' cause they know its my shit that sticks
Call it what you want, but sure as shit ain't a warThat would imply that there were two sides that got a chance to perform
Five thousand posts and still zero contribution
Enjoy living on the forums, bitch I wrote the constitution
Holy shit, am I done yet?
Somebody call the doctor, I can't fuckin' hear
This shitty beat's got me bleedin' from the ear

[Verse 4: Conch]
Makin' my way to Arkham, it's time to slay some crazy fools
Clown-ass nikkuhs trynna spread bitchmade rules
You ain't Guy Fawkes and V was a stupid whore
I'm bringin' Chinese new year straight to your front door
You house gon' be gone, shoutout to Big Daddy Conch
When the bodies are buried, on your grave, he'll bust a nut
So please, step back, you don't wanna scriddap
You're better off with seppuku, cradle your guts in your lap
Gassin' up the white jackets, fuckin' up the Forum
Fuck these Albanian pussy niggas, we all deplore 'em
You're sittin' at your keyboard, on some web war shit
Leavin' a mess on the Forum, trynna score some Soundcloud hits
When I summon the rain, I'll boil you from the heavenly plane
You'll try to evade and throw that green hair down the drain
But, nah, I've got your face branded in my mental
When I find you, you best believe I'm catchin' more than your dental

[Verse 5: asvpFlacko]
One question? Why you Madd Dawg?
Sound Clouding niggas thinking that your shit is raw
You're perfection ends up as an erection, which is less then flaw
Mr. Inspector Gadget coming to inspect your draws
Respect, you have to earn it so transcribe some songs
Instead of potato chips and posting threads wearing thongs
Feeling right sometimes, even when I feel wrong
Trolling all the way from Albany to Hong Kong
Chill that shit out, give you novacane so you can't feel a thang
If you don't I'mma hang you to a tree and give you body bangsThen give you a bicycle kick like my name is Liu Kang
Then turn my name purple and run you over with Cam'ron's Range

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About “5k and Chattin'”

First track since the recent IQ requirement changes on Rap Genius and the M$T spares no one in the ultimate flex track over a whack-ass beat

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